Cabin Fever!!!!

I'm sooo sick of the snow! I'm sick of being stuck in my house because it's too cold and wet and yucky outside to play my kids and I have had it. My boys have run out of things to occupy themselves and Ms.A is well she's a teenager and while she enjoys the sleeping in part she doesn't appreciate the chores and boredom..truthfully neither do I. I'm even willing to brave the mall with two hyper active boys just to get a change of scenery. It's insane how much snow and ice is on the ground and to top it off more is on the way tonight and into next week. We're going to get buried here and the only consolation I have is that well my house will be so clean and organized there will be no need for spring cleaning should spring ever decide to return to the frozen tundra that is St.Louis. I need warm sunny days and cool breezes that refresh rather than frost. I need in short a vacation from the frigid weather. I need dear reader...a week or two in Louisiana or Florida i'm not that picky I just know they have better food in Louisiana...and my family is there. So yeah lets all take a moment to dream of warm coastal winds and moderate climates where you never need a heavy coat or snowpants..where the "white stuff" is a referance to cocaine and not snow. Where the seafood is fresh and clean and succulent and won't cost you an arm and leg to get and where the fresh open air markets are brimming with tropical fruits and sugar cane. Ahhh yes Louisiana home of the Creole and the Cajun where we celebrate our food as much if not more than our faith. Where you can walk along the Mississippi and see the barges and river boats coming and going while impromptu jazz and blues muscicians strike up a tune at any given time. A place that likes to meander along life's pathways and where the air is so heavy and thick the perfume of the many blossoms hangs thick along the sidewalks and trolley lines. There's no other place like it on the planet we speak our own language there and we like to observe the gentler manners of a by gone time. We love our history and our etiquette and our Saints both the football team and the catholic ones. If I close my eyes I can almost see it and feel it...course in St.Louis i've gotta sit real close to the heater vents to feel it.
Oh well it's getting late and the natives are restless..looks like it's back to cabin fever and the frozen tundra of St.Louis. bleh..guess I better go make dinner.